My HS Math Teacher [FM] [Blackmail]

I few nights ago, I was at a college party and got way too drunk. Definitely way more than I should.

A couple of guys got a hold of my phone and thought it would be fun to play a little game. They searched through my gallery and found a risque picture, searched through my facebook friends list, and sent it to them. The picture was a recent one I had sent to my boyfriend, mostly just showing off a new one piece I had bought and thought he’d like. It wasnt until the following day, hungover and sick to my stomach, that I found out they had sent that picture to my old high school math teacher, Mr. Peterson.

Mr. Peterson was always creepy. Typical old guy vibes. Checked out the girls and would seat them all upfront for him to harass, myself included. I was one of the few that actually tried giving the guy a chance. He was an absolute genius. But the 3 classes I had with him could not end soon enough. He started hugging me every day after class now, keeping me behind on some false lecture he’d frame up on the spot. He even started touching me inappropriately during my last year, I guess he figured I wasn’t one to say anything because he kept getting more and more aggressive. I just viewed him as a lonely old man that needed friendship. Clearly I was wrong.

Ella, the fraternity fucktoy [F/MMMM…] [blackmail] [long]

I unlocked the front door to my apartment, exhausted, and threw my backpack on the floor. I quickly laid down in my unmade bed and sighed. I’d just gotten out of a three-hour lecture on the phases of mitosis. Ordinarily, the lecture would’ve bored me half to death, but my focus was glued to the attractive new professor. Easily six feet tall, with salt-and pepper curls and amber-colored eyes, his deep, sexy voice grabbed my attention on the first day of class. Rumors were he’d just gone through a messy divorce, and I often found myself fantasizing about him during class. Something about a man in a position of power drove me wild.

Turned on by the thought of my professor, I slid my hand up my dress and down the front of my lacy thong. Unsurprisingly, I was already wet. I was experiencing a bit of a dry spell after breaking up with my boyfriend, David, a month prior.

I slowly slipped a finger inside myself. I moaned, appreciating the feeling of having something inside of me. I was soon interrupted, however, by the vibration of a text message. Annoyed, I opened it. The text was from a number I didn’t recognize.

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Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 7 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, MF, Mf, mdom, cuck]

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly

Chapter 7

Terry had arrived before Stace returned from school, waiting for her at the front door.

“Don’t run, slut spawn.” He cautioned in a mild voice when Stace spied him. “And if you call the police, I’ll say you’re just a racist white girl hating on a poor black man down on his luck.”

“Get – out of here!” She stammered.

“I will. As soon as I get my due.”

“Mamma’s at work.”

“I can wait until then.” He grinned and pulled a worn, faded Rubik’s cube from his pocket.

“Get away from our door.” Stacy ordered, calming somewhat.

“Nope. I’m sticking right here, until your mamma gives what she owes me.”

Stace drew on her well tended pluck. “Don’t move.” She plucked keys from her jacket and ignored the fat black man while she unlocked the door.

“You’re as stupid as she is.” Terry pushed his way into our home, catching my daughter up in his wake. He shut the door behind him.

Stace ran to the end of the short hall. It was as far as she could get from her mother’s rapist. “Daddy! Help me!”

FUCKING HIS (EX) AUNT, PT. 4 [mfF] [oral] [squirt] [69] [facefuck] [creampie] [swallow]

With that, Aunt Rachel pressed her mouth into her palm and slurped. She sucked every last bit of sperm into her mouth and then displayed it for her nephew. Jack was beside himself. Somehow, his cock was already hard again. She swallowed his load with ease.

“Now,” she said. “We have to rinse off super quick, get dressed and grab the present from the garage.”

“Not so fast,” a voice called out from the master bedroom closet.

Jack and Aunt Rachel turned in absolute horror as the closet door opened. Inside the closet was the au Pair, a 19 year old Swedish woman named Maja. She was thick, blonde, tan and in her bra and panties.

“What the FUCK are you doing in my closet?” Aunt Rachel shouted, nude, sperm still dripping from her pussy and asshole and now, down her chin.

Maja stepped out of the closet. She was stunning. Jack couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He didn’t even bother to cover himself. Maja stared at his soaking wet rock hard penis. It was throbbing. Cum was still dripping from him.

The Bet [FF][bound][teasing][inc]

So, I’m a little bit nervous on this one. I’ll admit, I love writing things, but I’ve never posted anything before, let alone here. This one is short and sweet, but I honestly just wanted to test the waters. Please be honest with me, especially let me know if you want more stories.

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***“It will be fun, she said.”***

Crystal lightly tugged at the handcuffs currently locking her hands to the metal railings of her bed. She didn’t expect them to come loose, but she still had to try. Finding them held fast, her head shifted skywards. Her eyes darted around, searching out the source of her torment. Only it was nowhere to be seen. She was left, unerringly, to struggle against her bonds. Bonds that were as much her fault as any other.

***“Just a simple little bet, she said.”***

The familiar presence inside her sprung to life again. Her buttocks clenched reflexively as the vibrations rippled up her spinal cord. Never before had the young blonde vixen ever experienced something so devilish. The tiny little beads were small enough that she could barely feel them resting inside her nearly virtuous cavity. However, they were also powerful enough to rip coherent thought out of her mind when turned on. Her legs spasmed, contorting and yet still held fast by their own set of handcuffs. Her mouth gasped in rhythm with the pulses tearing through her body.

Emma Degraded Part 1 (blackmail, non-consent/reluctance, humiliation, anal, exhibitionism)

Hey guys – first post! Let me know what you think, and if you’d like to see more (female writer; most of this is my own personal fantasy). Enjoy! :)

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Emma yawned and stretched. It was nearly closing time at the videogame shop where she worked, and she already had her mind on the date she had planned for that evening. It was the third this month; her friend and colleague Charlotte had set her up on a dating app, and unsurprisingly, Emma had received a lot of attention already. She was a petite 20-something with waist-length dark hair, large, hazel eyes and a scattering of tiny freckles over her nose. She and Charlotte were the only two female members of staff among ten or so men. They got on with most of their male co-staff, a mixture of typical gaming nerds and a few more conventional sorts, but both felt a strong dislike for their manager, Steven. Steven was in his fifties, a little on the overweight side with eyes that unashamedly undressed both girls, not caring how uncomfortable it seemed to make them. He seemed to have a particular liking for Emma, finding any excuse to brush against her, and she was sure he had deliberately ordered her work uniform – a black polo shirt and trousers – two sizes too small. Her C-cup breasts strained against the thin fabric, and she often saw her colleagues’ eyes rake over her chest when they thought she wasn’t looking.

Prologue: Consorts of War (Warhammer 40k adult Fanfic, NSFW,Powerplay, Groping)

*The following is the opening to an adult themed series I’m writing set in the 40k verse, it will contain some very nsfw themes in future and I’ll give a link to the site itself at the end. Site has some more lore on the abhumans mentioned here on it but as warned it has some adult stories and themes aswell.*

He always felt that small flutter in his chest when he made new purchases.

Baron Reikar Solonor, Inheritor of the late Lord Elias Solonor’s ancient warrant of trade, watched from the observation booth as the shuttle carrying the newest Ymiri replacements docked within the White Horizon’s hanger bay.

New arrivals and reservists for his ‘War Consorts’, a small band of roughly 130 ‘Indentured’ Ymiri warrior women, gathered by himself to act as his Mercenary group …and also as pleasure slaves, both for himself and for anyone of worth he encountered during his travels. The Ymiri’s combat prowess and exotic beauty were well known amongst Gamenors nobility, and both genders of the abhuman strain were in high demand for a variety of reasons, conventional or otherwise.

The Past Never Forgets : Ch. 1 – The Reunion[Part 1][Blackmail, Cheating, MF]

In response to one of my prompts with the same name as the title of this post, I found an amazing partner u/ScrittoreNotturno. Together we’ve written quite a few chapters about a man and his sugar-baby who left him years ago, but he’s now back in her life. The following chapter is heavy on story, and sex is minimal. It mainly deals with the themes of cheating, reluctance, risky public play, and banter. We hope you enjoy this as much as we did while writing this, and we would love to hear feedback.

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(All characters are 18+)

It had been nothing but a distant memory for her after all these years. She had left everything behind, made sure she erased all records, and left no tracks as to where she was moving. She was done. She was no longer the naive young girl that she once was.

After ten years, she had found herself in a respectable career, working at a reputed position, and her power was enough to cause envy in even her closest ‘friends’. Her personal life was as fulfilling as her professional life. She had found an amazing husband, and her little son was about to be two years old. Oh, the things she had planned for his upcoming birthday!

[MF] She came over last night and I gave her the pounding she wanted.

Katie is not your average woman, I’ve written about our Hotel exhibitionist window adventures a few months back but that was then. For the past few months my FWB has been cancelling, making excuses and I got tired of being treated like shit. I told her that I was done, no hard feelings and I was mentally trying to move on. Katie didn’t like being called out on her flaky behavior (she’s a proud person) and kept arguing the point that she had valid reasons for cancelling.

Through a misunderstanding in our texting and a sarcastic inside joke not taken well, Katie somehow got it in her mind that I was going to blackmail her over the nudes she had been sending me throughout the months. Didn’t matter that she had dick pics of me and blackmail only works if one has leverage over the other. Katie was panicked and insisted we meet up, which I took as her trying to apologize. We met, talked a long heart-to-heart and sorted things out about the blackmail part. At no point was I ever going to do anything like that, was happy just to end things and let bygones be bygones.